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"Woo?"

An Xuefeng hadn't fully woken up from his dream, and was almost stunned by Wang Pengpai's loud shouting. The little tiger's hearing was too keen. It was shocked to the point where its brain was buzzing, and its ears automatically turned back into airplane ears. Then it was choked by the strong salty mud smell of Wang Pengpai and the others, making it sneeze several times. The tip of his nose became wet, and his beard was wrinkled and pulled back, trying to get away.

It shrank and hid in Yi Ling's arms. Seeing this, Wang Pengpai's outstretched hand froze in mid-air. It looked pitiful, and there was some real worry and frustration on its dirty and fat face.

"Captain An, Captain An, why have you become like this?"

He seemed to be about to cry, wiped his face with pain, felt uncomfortable in his heart, and murmured as if his energy was suddenly drained away: "It's over, it's all over..."

Hearing what he said, Miao Fangfei and the others all had expressions as if the world was falling apart. Their faces were sad, and their expressions were a bit more frightening and full of anxiety about the future. Even Yu and Hu were squealing anxiously and circling around Yi Ling anxiously.

What's going on here? Seeing the expressions of his teammates as if they had lost a battle, An Xuefeng immediately regained consciousness and glanced across everyone's faces. He was both laughing and crying.

Wang Pengpai and the others couldn't have mistakenly thought that he shed his skin again, so he turned into a little tiger!

"Woo——"

"That's what it is."

The little white tiger was about to scream twice when Yi Ling tightly covered his mouth. Then he heard Yi Ling say sadly: "Xue Feng was fine when he first came up from the Tianci grave, but then he became like this. I ride The motorcycle drove it all the way as fast as possible, just to bring it here as soon as possible... Sigh."

Listening to Yi Ling pretending to be so embellished made the atmosphere more solemn and sad, as if he, An Xuefeng, would shrink to an embryo in the next moment. The most important thing is that Yi Ling did not tell a lie. The little white tiger showed a speechless expression, his tail snapped across Yi Ling's wrist, and his breath blew into his palm. Yi Ling obviously hadn't had enough fun yet and was still covering his mouth, but An Xuefeng believed that Bai Fei Bai could see the problem.

Sure enough, Bai Feibai stared at him, then took a few glances at the mountain of corn shoots lying behind him playing with tentacles and the motorcycle in front of the shoots that Yi Ling had just rode over, loaded with harvest, and then stopped him. Wang Pengpai, who was getting angry, calmly shouted: "Okay, Captain An is not dead. Even if Captain An is gone, wouldn't you still be alive?"

"The more we can do it now, the less we can get into trouble. We will be at the foot of Wuluo Mountain soon. Director Ling also said that there is a solution to everything."

"What we have to do now is to wrap things up as quickly as possible and leave for Wuluo Mountain as soon as possible. Wei Xun is still waiting at the sacrifice site. It's not safe for him to be there alone."

Many times a team needs a leader, and Bai Feibai stood up, was clear and calm, and calmed down everyone's impatience. Wang Pengpai has a true temperament and values ​​feelings. He really can't stand Captain An being like this and is extremely sad. Seeing how Bai Feibai was still so calm after Captain An's accident, as if he wasn't affected at all, Wang Pengpai was very angry and his face turned red. famous.

But Team An's safety was more important. He didn't conflict with Bai Feibai. He just muttered in dissatisfaction: "If Team An was gone, I think it would be a dead end in the mountains." After muttering, he had a dark face. Let's go, the low pressure is severe. The others looked at each other in confusion. Miao Fangfei, who was thoughtful, chased after them first, and then Wan Xiangchun and others also left. Wang Yushu stood there hesitantly holding his cell phone. Logically speaking, he was from the "Zero Guide" side, and this brigade If there were two factions here, he would be the Zero Leader faction and should be left to report the situation to Zero Leader.

But Bai Feibai also stayed here. Wang Pengpai and the others didn't have anyone who could take the lead. The village was still very dangerous. Wang Yushu thought about whether to go there first. At least it was a good idea for them to broadcast the 'Promote Mountain Worship Cult' live at any time. kind of security.

"Vice team."

Bai Feibai saw his confusion, nodded slightly, and then briefly summarized what happened during this period with Yi Ling, and then explained a few words.

"On the way, we asked Mao Xiaole to try to hit Yu Hehui with lightning, but it did not choose to change back to human form."

Bai Feibai said: "Thunder strikes can indeed remove the shackles of the strength of animal spirits. Yu Hehui said that when he was struck by lightning, he vaguely felt that he had two choices. One was to 'cultivate' to become a human being, and the other was to enhance his strength."

"He chose the latter. Now it can't turn into human form, but it already has three tails."

"Oh, is it so?"

Yi Ling was very interested. He had been teasing the little fox that was swirling around him with evil intentions, and gently clamped the tip of its tail between his heels. The little fox did not dare to be angry or speak, but only dared to whisper in a low voice. After hearing what Bai Feibai said, Yi Ling finally showed mercy and let go of the little fox. He got his wish and saw that the little white fox sprouted two more tails.

Its appearance has not changed, and it still looks like a fox cub. These two tails are far from the fluffy and soft ones Yi Ling imagined, just like two more fluffy little mallets.

Not as fun as the snow leopard tail.

I really don’t know when Yu Hehui will become a big fox. Yi Ling sighed regretfully. There was a warm tiger cub in his arms. The appearance of the three-tailed fox was different from what he imagined. Yi Ling finally stopped hugging the little fox. In his arms, Bai Feibai took it away.

Soon, he, An Xuefeng and Wang Yushu were the only ones left in Zhaikou.

"Zero lead, here's the thing."

Wang Yushu became nervous as soon as he was alone with Yi Ling. Although he was curious about what happened at the Tianci Cemetery and worried about the situation at An Xuefeng's side, he did not dare to ask and was careful to tell what happened at their side first - —Compared to Bai Feibai, Yi Ling prefers Wang Yushu to report the situation. Although Bai Feibai spoke clearly and clearly every time, it was just like listening to a data report, which was not interesting.

Wang Yushu is different. He is indeed a great anchor. He has developed a good conversational skills and can make even boring stories interesting. Not to mention that he can also take photos of supernatural beings and narrate them with emotion and emotion. The photos taken on site are even more immersive.

Therefore, Yi Ling chose to listen to Bai Feibai's summary first, and then listen carefully to Wang Yushu's story, without delaying both.

"This village is called Wuba Village, but it cannot be considered a normal ethnic minority village."

Wang Yushu pointed, here are the undulating mountains, and Wuba Village is built in the mountains. The village name got its transliteration from the villagers here. The people here don’t understand Mandarin at all, and they all speak with a very accent. The Tujia dialect is heavy, and as if it has been contaminated, there is always a buzzing noise when speaking, even Bai Feibai is difficult to decipher.

Fortunately, 'Tima' Wei Xun is here, and he can 'understand' what the villagers are saying. The villagers call this place "Wuba". In fact, "Wu" means cow, "Ba" means village, and Wuba means big cow.

Therefore, this village can also be called Daniuzhai. It is a very strange name. Daniuzhai is full of ancient Tujia stilted houses. The village is built on the mountain and can be divided into Shangwuba Village and Xiawuba Village. The few remaining villagers in the village live in the lower village, and you can still see some gray terraced fields in the distance. The upper village is on the mountain, and both the upper and lower villages are regarded as the village. It can be regarded as the beginning of the village and the end of the village. From the beginning of the village to the end of the village, you have to walk a long diagonally upward mountain road.

"The most we can do is walk in the lower village. Accompanied by Wei Xun, we can also go to the upper village. However, the villagers strictly prohibit us from going up the road to the top of the mountain after the upper village. They are very vigilant and sensitive."

Wang Yushu turned sideways to show Yi Ling and the little white tiger in his arms the photos he had taken, showing the misty ethnic village in the mountains, the locals wearing ethnic costumes staring directly at them. There seemed to be no children here, and even young people were rare. As far as the eye could see, they were all old people with wrinkles on their faces. Their eye sockets were sunken, and their black eyes were like sewn buttons. They had no energy at all, and their faces were very seeping. There was no expression, just a kind of numbness.

But Wang Yushu also secretly took a photo. It was probably when the villagers were angry. Even if they were angry, their faces were not red at all, they were still gray and dead, but their eyes were bright, and from time to time there was a flash of what seemed to be gold. Light - To be honest, they looked less like living people at this time.

"This is when the villagers got angry because we asked to go and see the mountains."

According to Wei Xun, the dark Wuluo Mountain can be seen from the top of the mountain from a distance. Everyone wants to take a look in advance, especially the so-called altar. The stone tablet recording the copper coffin that Wei Xun mentioned before is also next to the altar on the top of the mountain. But the villagers seemed particularly angry when they heard them talking like this, as if they had brought up some blasphemous topic. At that moment, all the villagers seemed to be under unified control, and they looked back at them at the same time, with that eerie and numb look in their eyes. It's like it's imprinted on Wang Yushu's mind, and it's impossible to forget.

But no matter how critical the situation was, he never forgot to take a photo, and now he could give Yi Ling a check.

"I brought my camera with me and said that I wanted to take pictures of the altar to promote the Mountain Worship Cult. In addition, with Tima Weixun's guarantee, the villagers reluctantly agreed to let me go up."

Yi Ling asked: "Wei Xun can come up casually?"

"Yes, he is Tima and can preside over sacrificial ceremonies."

Wang Yushu smiled bitterly: "But I didn't go up in the end."

Although Wang Yushu agreed to join, Wang Yushu did not have the status of Tima, nor was he a villager who grew up in the village. He could not go up like this. That would be disrespectful to the "evil catch"!

"Ecuo is a Tujia dialect, and it refers to the Meishan God they worship here."

Meishan God is the hunting god and also the mountain god. In the past, when the Tujia people went out to hunt, they would pray for the blessing of the Meishan God, and they would also thank the Meishan God when they went back to share the meat. But here in Wubazhai, what they call "Ei Zhuo" may not mean the Meishan God, but the "Mountain God".

The mountain god of Wuluo Mountain.

The sacrificial ground on the top of the mountain is where mountain people worship the mountain gods of Wuluo Mountain.

Sacrifice to the mountain god...hiss...

"The top of the mountain is an altar to worship the mountain god, and in the middle of the mountain is a village named after 'Daniu'."

Yi Ling laughed, but what he said made goosebumps appear on Wang Yushu's back.

"Then I'm afraid that the entire village, the people in the village, you new people coming to the village, and even the locals, can all be regarded as sacrifices."

Cows are of great significance to the Tujia people and can be said to be the most precious sacrifice. They entered the village and they became ‘big cows’.